About Me

I live in Boxford, Massachusetts with my wife, Meredith, and our new daughter, Ella! I received an MA in English from UMass Boston and an MFA from Lesley University. Currently, I teach literature and writing at Suffolk University and writing at Cambridge College.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Early Spring (After Horace) by Devin Johnston

The hardest of winters will crack at the tap of spring and milder systems:performance yachts are winched from dry-dock storage;chafed by confinement, the amateur botanist hates his apartment,and city parks no longer shine with frost.

Venus ascends through the elms as the moon swings closerand teens entwine their fingers as they ramble,sandals abandoned; a night- shift employee waves her scanner,restocking surge suppressors of summer lightning.

Now is the time to relax with a puff of grass to tangle thoughtswith flowers, which float above the thawing earth.On the shadowy paths of the graveyard, it's time to burnsome useless sacrifice to wildness.

Colorless death will descend on Division's tattered kioskor Board of Trade, regardless. You've been lucky, David:hope for the future's restricted - the longest of lives is short.Night and half-remembered forms are closing in -

a thin and emotionless heaven. Within its walls,no joke of yours will ripple through the darkness(lending a wonderful curl to McPherson's lip, for whomthe boys now burn, and girls will soon catch fire).